With reverence and devotion, incense, lamps, flowers, and many other offerings were presented in worship. Yet, a woman, overcome by immense fear, cried out loudly, “haṃbhā!” In the midst of this, the king swiftly slew the tiger, and his heart filled with joy at his victory. With humility, he approached King Candraśekhara, renowned for his righteousness, and addressed him with respect. The king learned that the tiger he had slain was not an ordinary beast, but one who had obtained the body of a tiger through the curse of Prahlada. Returning home, the king slept soundly, his heart brimming with happiness. Later, following the king’s instructions, a messenger went to the place where the woman of desire was staying. But it was foretold that, through the power of her form, the king would be cast into delusion. Considering this, the king decided not to proceed with the marriage. Instead, the woman of radiant beauty became the wife of Balabhadra. Yet, another, pierced by the arrow of desire and bewildered, fainted and collapsed to the ground. To resolve the situation, a palanquin was arranged and brought into the royal assembly. There, a question arose: “Whose beautiful wife is this? From where has this most excellent woman come?” A voice declared, “This beautiful woman is mine; she is the daughter of Ratnadatta.” Another spoke, “The wife of my servant is always suitable for you, O king.” Hearing this, the king’s eyes blazed red with anger, and he replied, “If I take that lady, the servants of Yama will drag me to hell.” Tormented by the fire of longing, the king acted swiftly. At that moment, the Vetala spoke to the king, saying, “Listen, O king.” Suddenly, the commander of the army was reduced to ashes in an instant. All those involved departed for heaven, and a question was raised: whose merit among them is greater? Was it right that only the servant died for the sake of the king? A beautiful woman had been given by a servant for the sake of the king. Yet, it was taught that one should conquer desire and protect dharma, for dharma stands even above the king. Now, O greatly fortunate king, listen to a delightful story meant for you. In the city of Ujjayinī, there once ruled a king named Mahāsena. His son, Guṇākara, was devoted to wine and meat, and because of his habits, he was abandoned by his relatives and wandered the earth alone. During his wanderings, a yogi named Kapardī worshipped Guṇākara with offerings made from skulls. In the spirit of hospitality, Kapardī summoned a yakṣiṇī. When dawn came, the yakṣiṇī departed for Kailāsa. Afterwards, Kapardī bestowed upon Guṇākara the knowledge that could attract yakṣiṇīs. Guṇākara recited the auspicious mantra, but the wish-fulfilling yakṣiṇī did not appear. Disheartened, he bowed to his parents and returned to spend the night in his own home. Later, he made his way to Pratibodhivana and became a disciple there. Yet, even then, the yoginī goddess did not appear, and Guṇākara was troubled by anxiety. He questioned again, “O goddess, why did the beloved yakṣiṇī not appear?” In response, it was explained: “O brāhmaṇa, there are three kinds of actions for the accomplishment of success. One must understand the action performed by a beautiful body, as well as that which arises from speech and body. Furthermore, in the other world, in the realm of the ancestors, it is the actions performed with the gross body that are remembered.” Thus, the tale unfolds, full of devotion, temptation, and the eternal importance of dharma.